COLOURS OF THE DEVIL
“I'm Mary, Ace's Grams, and you must be Vanessa. It's lovely to meet you, dear.”
Ace rolled his eyes and drove off.
“I'm pleased to meet you, Mrs. Dickson.”
“Oh no, call me Mary.”
OK, Ace thought his grandma was acting strange, as in, she was being too fucking nice. The two women chatted like they'd known each other for years.
“Ohh," Vanessa hiccuped.
“Vanessa, are you alright?” Ace looked at her through the rearview mirror.
“Yes, it was just a burp, that's all.”
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